Joy of Life: Grandmaster of the Fan Family

The gate of the temple is not as solid as imagined.

The corners of Fan Bin's mouth curled up, revealing the standard villain smile.

"You have secretly protected and guided humans for so many years. You have worked hard! But the child will grow up one day, and in the future, he will no longer need your guardianship."

His tone was gentle, but he acted without hesitation.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise, and a hole appeared visible to the naked eye on the temple gate.

"Eighteen more."

Although Fan Bin is not an intelligent computer and cannot perform calculations like the temple's super brain.

But he thinks.

Especially after one’s cultivation level has risen to that of a Grand Master, which is what people call the Invincible Grand Master.

Fan Bin has another characteristic.

He seemed to be able to feel the guidance of fate, and he understood some things clearly.

Just like now, even if Fan Bin does not burst out his full strength, he only attacks with the current intensity.

He only needed 18 hits to break down the door in front of him...

"Are you sure you really want to do this? This is a human shelter."

The temple is not just a simple military museum, it also stores the last of human technology.

Whether it was Ye Qingmei or Fan Xian, they were all the results of his previous storage technology.

Once the temple completely disappears, the so-called Heavenly Veins and Temple Messengers will all disappear.

“Is it really advisable to sacrifice the freedom of future development just to continue to survive?”

Fan Bin sneered, "Don't you have a super brain? Then you can use the super brain to calculate the fate of this sun in the future. Even if we don't consider any other factors, and only take the lifespan of the sun as the end, humans will one day be on the road to extinction."

Lin Nan, the mastermind of the temple, has always believed that what he did was correct.

If humans want to reproduce and avoid the fate of extinction, the best way is to refuse to develop high technology, otherwise, sooner or later they will go on the road of self-destruction.

Similar history has happened more than once.

But now, when Fan Bin asked that question, the temple suddenly froze.

The ultimate fate of mankind seems to have been determined long ago.

"So what? With my method, humans might be able to survive until the end of the life of the star. If humans were allowed to take the path of technological development, perhaps within a few thousand years, the world would be completely reduced to ruins."

When the development of powerful weapons reaches a certain stage, technology seems to be locked.

But this does not mean that human wisdom cannot create more powerful weapons.

Some weapons may even destroy the earth or even the sun.

Under such circumstances, if they are allowed to maintain the ecology of feudal society, there is indeed a high probability that humans will survive for a few more years.

"It all depends on your choice. Do you choose to live in disgrace or do you choose to move forward bravely?"

Speaking of this, Fan Bin suddenly laughed: "You should know that there have been humans who bravely took that step before. They did not stay in this place and rest on their laurels, but took a spaceship and set foot on the sea of ​​stars. I am the same! Even if it is only a moment of glory, I am not willing to give up hope."

Fan Bin's attitude is extremely tough.

The point he expressed was also very simple.

Where will humanity go in the future? Ultimately, it is up to humans to decide.

Even if they are heading towards destruction and self-extinction.

But they absolutely cannot become pets kept in the temple.

Living in a fixed era, it is always filled with intrigue, struggle for power and profit.

"This is just your idea. How can you represent all human beings?"

For the first time, the voice of Lin Nan from the temple fluctuated.

It seems that what Fan Bin said had a great impact on him.

"How can you prove that the ideas of your temple can represent the common will of all mankind?"

Fan Bin did not answer the temple's question, but asked the other party's question back.

There is no solution to this problem of the temple.

Fan Bin had no way to answer, and Lin Nan, the mastermind of the temple, also had no way to give an answer.

"Crack!"

Before Fan Bin could continue his attack, the temple door opened by itself.

"Hold on, I'll be back soon."

Because of the previous nuclear explosion, the ice within a radius of several miles has melted, and now the temple is floating on the sea.

Fan Xian also fought with Wu Zhu on the sea.

When their strength reaches this level, they are basically able to fly. Although Wu Zhu cannot do this, he has a flying skateboard under his feet, which can completely make up for this deficiency.

Fan Xian used his true Qi to keep himself flying while fighting with Wu Zhu.

To be honest, he wasn't in good shape.

Wu Zhu was almost completely merciless to him.

On the contrary, Fan Xian, because of his concern for Wu Zhu's identity, did not dare to kill him.

Although the Wind-Riding and Wave-Breaking Art he practiced was not as domineering as the Domineering Qi, its power should not be underestimated.

Although Fan Xian had fought with others before, he had never fought with anyone at full strength. So much so that even now, he was not sure how destructive his full strength could be.
His elder brother Fan Bin beat those temple messengers with a single iron rod.

If he is not careful, he will use too much strength.

Even if he couldn't kill Wuzhu directly, he could only break his uncle Wuzhu's arms and legs.

Fan Xian had no way to accept it.

You have to know that they have not conquered the temple. Even after they succeed, will the instruments in the temple still be usable?

It's all a problem.

If the broken arm parts cannot be repaired, Fan Xian will not even have time to cry.

"Damn it! Uncle Wuzhu, if you keep pursuing me like this, don't blame me for getting serious..."

Fan Xian was so angry that he was beaten.

It was at this time that he heard Fan Bin's instructions.

"Don't worry, big brother!"

No matter how angry he was, Fan Xian knew in his heart that he could not cause trouble for his elder brother at this time.

He had to stop Wu Zhu no matter what.

"Even if you lose an arm or a leg, it won't have much impact on you, right?"

After answering Fan Bin, Fan Xian turned back to face Wu Zhu, and his tone had changed.

His eyes were deep and he looked as if he had made up his mind.

At the same time, Fan Bin also entered the interior of the temple.

This is a space filled with futuristic technology.

Various weapons and equipment are displayed inside the crystal clear glass, as well as detailed introductions to these equipment.

Fan Bin ignored all this and kept moving forward.

He was determined to destroy the mastermind of the temple.

However, just when Fan Bin was planning to find the super brain, Fan Xian, who was supposed to stop Wu Zhu outside, appeared at the door at some point.

"Ok?"

The moment he saw Fan Xian, Fan Bin subconsciously thought that he must be hallucinating.

Otherwise, how could Fan Xian appear here?
But what kind of energy is needed to make him hallucinate?
Fan Bin could probably estimate it as well.

If the temple really has that kind of means and that kind of powerful energy.

There is no need for him to prepare so many temple messengers?

"Have you controlled Fan Xian?"

Although theoretically this is almost impossible, Fan Bin did not completely rule out this possibility.

If Fan Xian suddenly did something out of the ordinary at this time.

Then Fan Bin would not mind letting his lovely brother temporarily lose the ability to move.

The Grand Master was so powerful that many people called him a land immortal.

They live on this land and are no different from the gods in the legends.

Of course, this simply refers to their personal strength, not that they really have that kind of means.

But in Fan Bin's eyes today, such a grandmaster is just like a child.

He wanted to make Fan Xian lose his fighting ability without losing his life.

It’s not easy, but it’s not far from it.

Facing Fan Bin's inquiring gaze, Fan Xian was completely unaware that danger was approaching.

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"Brother, something seems to be wrong. Uncle Wuzhu..."

Fan Bin turned his head and glanced into the depths of the temple.

This military museum is divided into many rooms. The first thing that caught their eyes was the equipment hall, or the equipment exhibition hall.

There are many rooms inside.

Fan Bin could almost guarantee that the temple's supercomputer must be inside those rooms.

Lin Nan, the mastermind of the temple, is hiding inside.

Even if not, destroying the supercomputer would deal a heavy blow to Lin Nan, the mastermind of the temple.

The opportunity is clearly right in front of us.

But at this moment, Fan Xian suddenly ran in.

Judging from his appearance, something must have happened to Wuzhu?
Is there a ghost? Or a conspiracy?

Fan Bin did not think further, but followed Fan Xian and walked out of the temple gate.

"You are hurt?"

Just now, Fan Xian was furious and said that he would teach Wu Zhu a lesson.

Perhaps he had already made up his mind to let Wuzhu injure his arms and legs.

But now, Fan Bin didn’t know whether Wuzhu was injured or not.

But Fan Xian himself was injured.

Although it was only a minor injury, with his grandmaster's recovery ability, the wound had stopped bleeding a long time ago and was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the second grandmaster who practiced the Art of Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves, Fan Xian's uniqueness is unique among all the grandmasters.

"It's okay, I just got a little hurt. The key is that after Uncle Wuzhu hurt me, he stopped moving."

The two of them soon came to Wuzhu's side, and he was still standing on the flying board.

The flying board principle is unknown, but it is apparently still working.

Wang Qinian hid far away.

Even though his cultivation was not bad, he was already a ninth-grade master.

He also has no ability to fly, or even walk on water.

If he approaches at this time, even if he has extraordinary martial arts skills, he will still fall into the icy water.

In the weather of minus thirty or forty degrees Celsius, the originally melted ice surface is freezing again.

Once Wang Qinian fell into the water, the tiger-like Madam Wang would probably become a widow. The lovely Ms. Wang Ba would probably also become a child from a single-parent family.

Wuzhu stepped on the flying board and floated in the air.

His eyes were covered with a black cloth, which emitted a red light that flickered, as if he was communicating with someone.

"It just stopped suddenly?"

"Yes, there were no signs at all."

Fan Xian was like an ant on a hot pan, running around in circles in a panic.

He and Wuzhu have a special relationship.

Wu Zhu and Fan Bin watched him grow up.

After Fan Xian returned to Kyoto, he endured several betrayals in succession.

These people are close and related.

But Fan Xian knew in his heart why these people treated him differently.

No matter how good these fathers were to him, Fan Xian always knew in his heart who was the most important elder to him?
no doubt.

Uncle Wu Zhu, and eldest brother Fan Bin.

Wu Zhu had fought him before, and he was ruthless, but Fan Xian didn't get angry at all.

But now, Wuzhu stopped moving.

Fan Xian, on the contrary, felt somewhat uneasy and restless.

"Just now, the movement inside also stopped."

Fan Bin narrowed his eyes.

When he first broke into the Military Museum, he was deeply impressed.

Lin Nan, who had been pestering him before, not only took the initiative to open the door of the temple, but also stopped communicating with him.

It was as if Lin Nan, the mastermind of the temple, had suddenly received some mission.

Fan Bin didn’t understand before.

Now it seems as if everything is happening naturally.

Is it any wonder that the temple suddenly behaves like this?
No wonder Lin Nan lost his voice.

"If I'm not mistaken, Uncle Wu Zhu is trying to seize power from Lin Nan."

"Boss, now is not the time to joke around."

Fan Xian asked in disbelief.

Uncle Wu Zhu was standing in front of him, but the temple master Lin Nan was a completely virtual existence.

If we really want to give Lin Nan a body, it should be the super brain computer in the temple.

They are two completely different beings, how can they compete for power?
Just when Fan Xian was confused, Fan Bin turned around and looked at him.

That look is like looking at an idiot.

With just one glance, Fan Xian seemed to have an epiphany, and he instantly understood what Fan Bin was hiding.

Because from childhood until now, Fan Xian and Wu Zhu have never been separated.

So much so that in Fan Xian's mind, Wu Zhu has always been the image of the person in front of him.

But in fact, Wuzhu is fundamentally different from them. Wuzhu is also a temple messenger, to put it bluntly, he is a robot.

What is the biggest difference between Wuzhu and other temple messengers?
After all, it’s because Wuzhu has his own consciousness and independent personality.

Wuzhu, who has an independent personality, is another intelligence that has awakened his own will.

From this point of view, Wuzhu and the temple master Lin Nan are on the same level.

Since they are of the same level, they can naturally compete with each other.

For example, fighting for control of the temple?
"Can Uncle Wuzhu win?"

Fan Xian smiled bitterly.

From his own point of view, he certainly hopes that Wuzhu can win this time, but theoretically the probability of Wuzhu winning is almost non-existent.

After all, how could Wu Zhu's intelligence level be comparable to that of Lin Nan, the mastermind of the temple?
"I don't know either, but I have to let him try!"

Fan Bin said bitterly.

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(End of this chapter)